Times like this

it is at times like this when i ache to go home
it is at time like this when i wish home was just a car ride away
it is at times like this where i wish my best friend is here to give me a hug
it is at times like this where i wish there is just you and me and no one else
it is at times like this that i wish for my room at home to clear my head
it is at times like this where i just let the tears flow
it is at times like this where i wish misery chose someone else
it is at times like this when i need to see you the most

it is at times like this when i blame the damn hormones

The Many Thanks

i'm not living in denial....

i'm twenteen =D

many thanks to all the birthday wishes, hugs and kisses on facebook, text, calls.

it was good to be celebrating at home after two years.
Mum's cooking and close friends = perfect

the best thing was having Alex there as well

i'm 20. my degree starts next week, and I've moved in with Tracy.
time to live the life of a 20 year old.

Surprise...?

i have crazy, super sweet, *mwah-ing* friends.
went to the beach to attempt watch people skim board.
this made me realize how much I've miss the beaches in Kuching.
It's been a while

gabe skim boarding

with my girls


me loves!

oh and why I mentioned the fact that I have crazy, super sweet, *mwah-ing* friends.
They plotted a one month plan to surprise me with the biggest birthday surprise ever.

My baby!
the amount of "Ohhhh Myyyy Gossshhhhhhh!!!" is uncountable
the expression on my face was apparently priceless
My smile stayed stagnant for a very long time
Definitely the best surprise/ birthday present ever.

the ploter and his accomplices

you guys are insane for keeping this a secret from me for a month.
but for what it's worth, big hugs and kisses for doing it.
*big grin*

Airport Blues

I've learned that your flight being delayed half an hour, an hour, two hours isn't that bad.
Not after you have experienced being stranded in the airport in the wee hours of the night for 6 looooongg hours.

This happened a few months back. I was suppose to fly back to KL and was sitting in the plane waiting for it to take off when the pilot announced that we could not take off because there was an airplane stuck on the runway of the airport. So we disembarked the plane and gathered in the waiting lounge of the airport.


I was already pissed of with the fact that we had to wait for about an hour (so i thought...) for the stuck plane to move.

I don't know the correct engineering terms but the plane that was stuck and there was no where to move it except by towing it. And the worse bit was, the wheels of the plane was not functioning, making it harder to move the plane.

It wasn't just my flight that was delayed but every flight. Planes could not land either.

It was almost 11pm, I walked towards Coffee Bean hoping for my ice blended chocolate.


Closed! Everything was closed.
There should be a new policy, shops open 24/ in the waiting lounge.
Seriously, consider it dear fellow airport officers.

It was such a long night I watched "Finding Nemo" on my ipod 2 times....
I have been brain washed by Nemo, Marley and Dory.



but of course, all good things come to an end when my ipod gave this sign....

*sigh* I should have fully charged my iPod the night before.
Not only my iPod was low on battery supply, so were my phones and laptop.
Reminder to all those flying: always always charge your electrical items fully before flying or going on a trip.

around the waiting area, people were sleeping.
Though I am known to be able to fall asleep anywhere at anytime, I just couldn't that time.
What if i woke up and my luggage was gone. I have a paranoia feeling of someone might be looking at me while i sleep too.

I walked around till my feet could memorize every square inch of the airport.
I moved from chair to chair to kill my boredom.

It was the longest delay of my life.

Flights were getting canceled one by one but flights to KL remained unmentioned.
All pissed and tired, I finally board the plane at 3.30 am.
Never been so relieved to feel the plane take off.

So the next time your plane gets delayed, always remember, load Finding Nemo in that iPod of yours.

"Just Keep Swimming"

Told you. Brainwash.

*cleans cobwebs*

No Jay, this blog has not died a terrible death. It merely just grew cobwebs.
Fine, it kinda rotted but hey, at least I'm bringing it back to life now.

Here's a brief recap on the last few months.
I'll attempt to be as brief as possible.


My last semester started off with three subjects that made us all pee in our pants.

1. International Relations (our dear lecturer kinda mentioned the fact that normally 60% of students taking this subjects would fail. gee thanks. awesome first impression)

2. Cultural (we've heard of our genius *no sarcasm is intended* friends failing this paper. oh crap)

3. Creative writing (the only paper that seems to make our life easier. so we thought. Ugh)

The third semester whizzes by with assignments, mid-terms and before we knew it, it was finals and then did it hit me that this is it for my Diploma. I've finished. Done. Complete. Dah abis dah.
Time to throw the hands in the air and run around with joy? Nah.....

Pictures were taken, good byes were said, "what are you gonna do after this?" were exchanged.
It was sad.

Finals hit and the first paper International Relations surprised us by being quite ok.
Cultural paper was insane. The the tips given were on the spot. For once, "OMG Ana thank you soo much!"

And then came creative writing. Here's what our lecturer told us.
"You would be required to to write a short story, do a literature analysis and a small part of theory".

Fine, studied hard for literature and focusing like 10% on theory.
And no thanks to this body of mine, making me fall sick and wuzzy on the day of the paper, making me skip a question (bye 25 marks) to leave early.

Not the point, on the day of the paper, the Journalism students flip the paper and you can hear the whisper cries of ****, **** it!, ****!!!!!
Everything was theory, including the literature bit. There was no bit on requiring us to write a short story.

So here I am now, praying hard Dear Lord, please give me at least a C to pass i would already be over the moon.
This is our last semester before I graduate and I need to pass everything to graduate this year.
Results are out on the 28 of this month so we'll see.

So yeah, no hands in the air and running around for completing my Diploma just yet.

I would definitely miss the Diploma of Journalism class.
Though I was not close with everyone in the class, everyone had a protective, friendly understanding with each other.

I'm gonna miss this two so much,








no more sitting on Julia in Hostel, walking to classes, shoe shopping with Sarah, craving for rojak with Sarah. Loads of memories with 3 952 pictures we've taken to remember it by.
(seriously, 3 952. cam whores =D)
thank you guys for being there for me the past two years.

A chapter of my life closes with my Diploma ending

girls of DJR2


boys of DJR2






now what...?
there is a 80% possibility that I'm gonna continue with my Advance Diploma in TAR since I'm already registered there and all.
Kinda reluctant though to be without the usual gang.
So far, there is also a possibly of me getting a place with Tracy

I'm hoping that everything works out by next week so I can move in with her.

For now, I'm back in Kuching. Have been for the past one week and will be flying back to KL on the 27 of this month.

It is always good to be home but now there is a big part of me that is so use to the life in KL I can't wait to go back there now.


B, I'm always missing you.
See you in 8 days. =)

<3>

Home is where Kolo Mee is

you know you never realize you miss something till you're away from it. Kolo Mee, Laksa, omg how i have missed you. I have been eating lots, attempting to put on weight before i hit KL again but like Dennis said, if i had come back during the CNY holidays, i would be putting on 5kg like he did. damnit.

Anyho, I have been keeping myself busy, catching up with friends who are leaving for Australia, South Africa, New Zealand and those who will remain in Kuching. Everyone says i look completely different every time I come back. Makes me wonder.

Grace has grown so much and is sooo gorgeous!
she loves the camera too, and is just simply adorable =)
Jules is an awesome mummy.

spending time with two of my high school BFFs, lol
when we're broke we raid the fridge and attempt to make lunch, not that bad i would say.

have been dancing with Shirely, who has grown crazily slim since i last saw her.
still that crazy awesome dancer girl i love! =)

spending time with my old crew, Razi and Amierul, talking about days of drama times

Jerren, have not meet him in a long time.
Looking really good, attracting loads of girls =P

Sharon's birthday at Silhouette.
Will be missed when she leaves for New Zealand

Spending loads of time with Liza and Talia, helping Talia with a project she has, which results I love!

meet Amz, who i found out read my blog two years ago (or was it one) and discovered Helen's dance studio through it. lol Kuching is sometimes so small, it scares me.

i spend the Valentine's countdown with Amz and his friends Sharon, Adam and Jehang ( i think that's her name =D) at BarZing


and meet Elif!
same ol' crazy Elif =D

I also got to witnees the Go Bald, Give Hope campaign happening in the Spring this time round.
It was just a random trip to watch people go bald when I meet Douglas who said he was going bald!

Doug before the shave

during the shave

and after. =D

having fun yet at the same time, missing those across the sea. =)
see you guys in a weeks time.
gonna be packing up on more kolo mee before leaving.

babe, it ain't the same without you in Kuching. lol
miss ya!